#PowerOutage Yesterday was a no good very bad day. At 10:47 Saturday night a reckless teenager crashed into the main power box for the trailer park; plunging all of us into darkness and subzero cold. The entire park. Around 2:30 a.m. the power was restored, we cheered and went back to bed. About fifteen minutes later it crashed again and it turned out to be thirteen hours of torture before the power was restored for good. We had the water running in three sinks in fear the pipes would freeze as it was -4°F most of the night.
It got down to 45°F in the house by noon yesterday when the lights and heat returned. We hadn’t had much sleep and ended up sleeping most of the rest of the afternoon with electric blankets. The power died again last night for about 45 minutes around 6 p.m. and we were a bit panicked again, thinking we would have another horrible night. What a relief that didn’t happen.
We have a big generator which was of no use because it was too cold to even turn it over. That was so disappointing. And its too heavy to get it into the house to warm it up enough to start.
Last Sunday, on December 7th, Mydelle Wright, a well-regarded preservationist, filed a declaration before a court, saying that Twitler is trying to get around the law to bulldoze four historic federal buildings.
As I was reviewing past Blog entries on this day each year, I noticed that three years ago cops were dropping like flies from alleged second-hand exposure to fentanyl. All kinds of ginned up news and opinion articles about this horrible drug epidemic. And now? Nothing?
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